crack is whack

my right knee feels funny. too much leg work, i guess.


my gym is on a crackdown. locker crackdown, that is. see, i took a pretty good advantage of them lockers. they were quite lax with the whole thing but as the time went by, they are slowly getting into my nerves.


oh well. some good things never last.


goin' back to the knee, i think i've lost lotsa tendons there with all sorts of exercise i've thrown its way. good thing no mishap happened or i'd be on a wheelchair now. see, it feels like there's some lose screw on my right knee that at some point in time while walking on the treadmill or doin' squat, it seems ready to bend or detach itself. weird? you got that right!


another snag. yet another reason to back off from all that gymin'. it's better to drink, dine and be merry yeah?!? NOT!!!


at twenty one hundred and fourteen hours (09:41 pm) i'm ready to hit the sack. i am getting really old, huh? it used to be that i sleep like twelve midnight or in the wee hours of the morning like on a regular basis.


geez, between nine and ten in the evening, it's lights out baby!!! it's been the norm since, uhm... shiz, i can't even begin to remember!!!!

somethin' somethin'

so we had an excuse to go beachin' today. some dickhead, err, guy in the family had a birthday. off we went.

nice beach. bet we'll come back again soon. but, not the way we went today. we were so cramped up in the vehicle. good for me, i'm the driver. i get to have my seat all by myself. them, it was an exhibition of some stunt you'd only find on TV like that "Ripley's" thing.

then, i hate driving at night. the road leading back to where we're at was so dark and worst, under repair! good thing wifey can drive cos my eyeballs are about to pop looking at the road which, duh, road visibility was at its worst. picture a very dark road, lotsa potholes and heavy rain.

anyway, been watching bio movies or series and stuffs. just finished watchin' Hatfields & McCoys. highly recommended.

time to go ZZzzzzz...

filler.

like.

B i g g i e

yeah, yeah!!

finished watching this guy's bio film, THUS. kinda sad but inspiring as well.

anywayz....

rubout.

Manny Pacquiao's last fight was marred with controversy. today's, well, it had to be even more dubious. but hey, you can argue however you want, me thinks it ain't gonna change a thing. i'm not gonna stress myself out over that. even Pacquiao was graceful enough to acknowledge he lost even though he knew he won decisively. i saw it. some of you did. we know what exactly happened. just breath and let it go. let the mob kings, queens and bookies figure it out.

now, gimme my darn popcorn!!!!

lived another day

yesterday, i had... well, i dunno how to say it - i wasn't ready to workout! actually, i skipped monday's workout cos i felt i wasn't ready yet. my CNS was still revolting after last saturday's balls-to-the-walls session. since time was pretty tight, when i had the chance to get my arse into the gym, i wanted to start real quick.. but, sister called. we talk for almost an hour. by then, the last meal i took was almost a goner. completely digested, to be exact.

there wasn't any way i'm gonna go out and get some food anymore.. i just soldered on and hope i'd be fine. it was LEG day. that's a capital L-E-G cos it's one exhausting session. anyone who trains legs knows how it'll sapped your energy to the ground.

anyway, i figured i'll do front squat. you don't see to many gym rat do that thing. i do 'em regularly! then, when i'm done with them set i'd go do walking lunges. i imagined, if i wanna have a really nice pair of wheels, i better do the hard things.

so there.

that's when i almost had a mishap.

about the fourth set of doing back-to-back of front squat and walking lunges, i almost fainted. i felt light-headed and it was almost lights out!!

i was ready to collapse, man!

shook myself momentarily and immediately call it a day. that would have been an emergency. the gym would have been in chaos and it would have been another one of those "most" embarrassing moment in my shit-list.

good thing, i got away with it.

nonetheless, today was better. took a nice good meal one hour before hitting the gym and blasted shoulders and chest to oblivion! had a strong session all throughout.

it was awesome, dude!

on the western front, sister just texted me the deets of what went down with my brother and his father-in-law's almost all out brawl... what happened to him and that prick, err, father of his, ain't no laughing matter. but, i'll save that for tomorrow's... i'm too thrashed, hun!

brother.

well, i just received some disturbing news about my brotha abroad. while me and sis were chatting over the phone, he texted sis about him and his father-in-law almost getting into a brawl. if my sister received a text like that from me, i don't think she'd be surprised. i mean, i'm kinda like the guy who gets into trouble with my in-laws and usually, when there's trouble at home or anywhere, it's almost always a brawl!

my bro is like a gentle giant. when we were younger, he'd resort to crying when somebody in schools starts a fight with him. me being the older brah, i take care of the business (his enemies).

you know, i haven't seen him in person for over a decade now. he was a bit of a pain in the ass while he was here. guess being single and all, he's too carefree. he was like a boarder at home and pretty much lived like a king. but, having been married and all, he's pretty much a better man. sister could attest to that. i guess it all boils down to ya know, in-laws living with you.. i know i don't like my in-laws around me -- often. they're OK to see sometimes but when they're in your face most of the time, it gets annoying.. what's bad is when they start calling the shots at home.. and the worst part? they're not even the one that's putting food on the table!!

if i was there and saw what went down, you can bet your ass i'll be the one to do the whopping or get whopped at... doesn't matter as long as it's not him that got beaten. i have always been like that - to my family. maybe some friends. i get really suicidal for them when something nasty like that happens.

make sure when there's a brawl, no one tries to stop it. especially me!! it is important that everyone around knows we're just trying to let off some steam.. somebody's gonna get hurt but no one's gonna get killed, i promise! well, i don't know about the opponent but i don't intend to kill anyone unless the situation deteriorates further.

what happens when someone stops the fight and you end up in a bad position, pray you don't get beaten to the pulp!

anyway, i imagined seeing a better picture of him and his family compared to me and my gang. but what do you know, life's full of surprises.. them twist and turn, it's hard to predict what's goin' next.

i feel really, really bad for him right now.. i wish i can be there for him. i hope they settle it sooner or later. i don't know.

hang in there brah.. i love you.

dramz

oh, the drama.

well, if you've been glued to the tube waiting for the "so-called" verdict (well, it's been decided long before all the evidences and witnesses were presented), get a life already!!

i didn't watch it... ok, barely.

it's really a toss-up between pro's and con's. between Pnoy and GMA. proxy war, to be exact.

what? between honest and corrupt?!? rrrright. i say everyone of those who hanged the poor (apparently he is rich with all that dollar he kept) guy is just as guilty.

'nuff said.

we have our own little drama around the house too. ahhh man.. ya don't wanna know.

and that's why i have a problem living with other people... cos things just get complicated. it's messy and a waste of precious oxygen.

meanwhile, i see a lot of people gathering around in some places... wonder what's the fuss all about.

SNAP!!! it's the NBA playoffs, that's what!!

whose your bet?

danao lake

"too much radiation."

that's what. ya know, it's a bit of a pain in the ass these days posting 'round here cos of some privacy issue. that's right, i want to have my space. i want my command center to be mine and mine only.

that's not really the case these days. lotsa hangers prowling in my war room. i can't focus cos they make a lot of noise and they are very sneaky.

anyway, we just came from the province.. ORMOC, Leyte to be precise. we have a few relatives there and one in particular is making a killing - business-wise.

it's my nephew. he made it there and it's not some top-notch place to begin with. it's a province wherein it's laid back and boy, for a city guy like me, i'd be bored shezless if i stay there longer than necessary.

i gotta hand it to him though. he pretty much established himself there and in a few years time, i'm guessing he'll be like super-rich!

i imagined myself doing what he does and... i don't think i am built for it. i mean, that's why rich people are what they are, cos they work like a horse. that's him. other than being it's in his genes, it's probably safe to say he lost half of his hair thinking, pondering and analyzing things all the time. to be able to multi-task effectively, it requires great thinking and a lot of heart.

he definitely found "gold" in there. whatever business he dips his hands to, it goes BOOM!

we enjoyed our time there. last time i was there, it was a long time ago. they took the time to accommodate us, showed us great hospitality.. they were so warm to us we were just amazed and awed at how they made us feel welcome.

anyway, i'm too hammered to go on with this... ya know why? i worked out earlier and there was blackout. the heat inside the gym just zapped the zest out of me.

hope to post a few more pictures next time.

bro-sciency

so we had our little rendezvous last Mother's day. ya know, gotta have an excuse of something special so we could go have some sorta celebration.

best pal Earl was there. i had a drunken session the night before.. ahhhh.. what an eventful night it was. i drop my effing wallet and it was like a freak show. how the heck did it came out from my back pocket and the money went at different places. but i digress.

so, back at the beach where we had some photos taken.. boy, pictures don't lie. i'm effing obese!! help!!!

i still haven't found the time to get lean. it's not easy. but it's neither hard. at least i'm still working out. the only thing i haven't focused on is nutrition which by the way, comprises ninety percent of the work that needs to be done.

i need a kick in the head to jumpstart this whole shebang of a lean-ness plan!

pudz and pool

there goes the darn bug again. got some runny nose and been coughing a lot lately... what else? aches all over. joint paints abounds... it's all downhill from here.

don't feel like blogging for the nth time yet again.

my Rottweiler was successfully dragged down from the rooftop by none other than moi. he was pretty adamant. he didn't wanna go down the stairs without a fight. i win, obviously.

we have this new inflatable pool up there so it's not safe for the kids to hang around with him dog also. he's barking like hell when they're there enjoying the pool and it pisses the neighbors. ya know, his bark isn't like any ordinary bark... it's really loud and annoying cos he seems to not get tired doing all that. he is downstairs barking like crazy right now. duh?!?

Neil is getting better with his guitar playing and mah little Angel Mitch is getting bigger everyday. it's cool how this kids are growing up. it's like watching miracles everyday... one day they do this and that and i'm kinda amazed at how quickly one can learn how to play this instrument and the other is grasping a bagful of tricks on her own.

work.

is starting to pile-up after months of less than stellar sales. well, it's good money-wise. when we're not selling, it feels like our morale is down and scarcity in terms of finances is obvious.

so yeah, thanks for everything, good Lord.

when there was drought, we relaxed a bit... recharge, sorta. and when the monsoon came, it was time to put our game face. i hope we're ready. lets make it personal: i hope i'm ready.

still sore from the training session yesterday. i can feel my immune system getting whacked from overtraining, but heck, one good, loooonngggg night sleep and it should feel better.

tomorrow, is a brand new day.

looking. forward.

love...

listen up!

pain is temporary....

things finally sink in... wait, that's syncing in, i mean.

my lower back felt like it's been run over by a bulldozer it hurts sooooo bad!

had my massage earlier and i must say THAT WAS STEAMY!!!

well, it's supposed to be a clean one. my regular masseuse was nowhere to be found so i opted for the nearest next available... i guess i'm too sensitive or naive.. i really don't know.

she pulled my boxer brief waaaayyy down and really squeeze the shez out of my ass, for starters. then she work her way through my inner thighs... really, really close to my crotch, if you have to ask.

to top it all, she massage thoroughly my chest and went all the way to them nipples.

and NO, it's not usual.

anyway, like i said, i was in it for the clean kind, so NO, nothing "extra" happened.

she did a stellar job of really giving me the HARD massage though. i was wincing in pain but ya know, gotta man-up.

i definitely was looking forward to getting a massage today as i have been really pushing it hard in the gym.. like four days in a row. that's exactly the reason why i'm aching all over. then, since i was eating iron like a man-possessed, went to kill the cardio sessions as well.

so yeah, things are syncing in, finally.

still achin'... i need more... *wink* *wink*

life is..

no matter what i do, no matter how fun it went, when comes down do it, i'm still not happy.

yep, that's how it is with the world. worldly thing to be exact.

if you go examine yourself and really, really ponder on things in life, what you achieved, how much wealth you've managed to amass and all that, honestly, were you able to quench your thirst? were you satisfied? are you really secured? underneath the core of your very being, can you HONESTLY say that you are happy? do you have JOY in your heart?

only you can answer that.

anyway, that's a li'l deep to tackle at the moment so.. i'll leave you to ponder on that.

***

finally, the mini-van we have that's been sitting on the garage and rotting in rust had a taker. we had it for sale for months now but opted to halt it when sister arrived so we could use an alternative transpo when the other is being used to accompany her when she's out and about.

i kinda feel sad to see it go but at the same time, i'm worried that the longer it's sitting there, the less it's gonna get dispose. although i use it every weekend just so it could run around and warm up the engine and stuff, it's quite unreliable after all the deterioration it has gone through.

i hope the new owner can do a better job at maintaining that car. i know wifey didn't.

we did had a lot fun time with that cage.. it's pretty fast for a little van. i believe it's the fastest in its class. for one, it's a Subaru, it's an all-wheel drive and best of all, it's turbo-charged!

i'd love to talk about work and training... but, gosh, i'm just not syncing right now.

someday... someday...

tardiness is in the house tonight!!!!

iz too bad, yah?

really, i need to F-O-C-U-S.

i'm kinda out of the loop lately... "too much radiation" Cpt. MacMillan sez it on that awesome PC game Call of Duty, Modern Warfare Game. it's distraction actually.

hope to get back on the swing of things.

ick.

pre-departure

it has come into conclusion.

wait, make that a few hours more and sister's off to the land of the milk and honey.

one more driving to go and it is done.

i really can't complain even if i wanted to. she rarely comes home and it's usually in a short span of time. twelve days to be precise.

and she's been of a real help to us.... to all of us her siblings, in fact.

sadly, i get the sole duty of driving her and her friend (including her friend's entourage) around whenever and wherever they pleases... and boy, it's just exhausting.

the waiting is worst.

anyway, we didn't do anything "super" this time around... in the future, we hope to make her vacation a lot, lot better.

that's not a promise..

it's a deal.

limo drivin' fatass

it's been a helluva week, huh?!?

been driving around town like almost on a daily basis. gotta say, drivers of public utilities and those who do it regularly cos it's their job, they have earned my respect.

i mean, it's not easy driving around this place. i drive a motorcycle and i don't have a problem skirting through traffic and just go in and out like a fly. basically, i can get through my destination half the time (even less) as compared to a four-wheeled vehicle.

since sister arrived last week, i had the sole duty of driving her around wherever she and her company pleases. to think i'm driving an automatic transmission vehicle, it would have been less burdensome, but hell no!

it's crazy out there. utility vehicles cutting you off with zest! people crossing the streets, ya know, the kind where they'd walk across the street then look later if there's an incoming vehicle? in short, dumbass!

oh man, i can count forever the many ways i would rather not be driving around with a cage rather than a bike. it's no wonder how a lot people get killed or shot at or whacked by some road rage assholes and whatnot, cos it's a freakin' jungle out there!

it just takes away the fun of driving.

well, it's not over yet... there's still a lot of hours left to log on - driving.

yaiks!

training had to take a back seat.

but would you be surprise if my strength had gotten really crazy wicked? well, lemme tell you why.... coz i'm freaking FAT again!

we've been having a lot of that brainsickening ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT buffet, that's what.

since i'm fat and obese nowadays, i better be freakin' strong.. and i am. anyway, when sister leaves and the holy week, over, the plan is to lean out again. i know the drill -- been there, done that.

i've set some serious PR's while i'm here sitting fat as fuck. but, even while i'm strong, i don't feel healthy. my BP's at borderline high and at some point, i feel weird.

so, NO, being huge and a strong mofo at the same time, isn't good for the health in the long run. gotta scale back while i'm not as huge as THIS GUY yet.

Microsoft Xbox

well, well, well....

it's been rather disappointing this far.... the "plan" to make this whole shebang of things worthwhile... we're pretty suck in some people's issues and they kinda rub us their shitty drama i would rather forget.

i'm probably looking at things the wrong way, or my expectations weren't met, or i probably set the bar a tad too high, thus this feeling.

whatever it is, we still have roughly six days to turn this thing around and make the most out of this exceptional opportunity.

or, it's downhill from hereon in now.

tsk.. tsk..

why do i feel like a pessimist in all of these?

Big Sister

when El DeBarge got  caught in some drug bust, i remember my sister... she just loves this guy way back then...



speaking of which, sistah's comin' home this Saturday.. after five looooonggg years. wow, i am stoked! there will be a moment of awkwardness, that's a given, but it won't last forever. trust me.

by the grace of the good Lord above, i'll be happy just to see her again after that long period of absence. never mind them pasalubong (homecoming gifts), although, i wouldn't mind having a few ones here and there... hehe

can't wait for the adventure... i'll definitely make the most out of it -- i mean, WE, will make this a time, a moment -- that we will remember and cherish for the rest of our living years.

that's the hope.